TRINITY POVI came awake with a start. A sharp gasp tore from my throat. I wheezed, tipping my head back to catch my breath, eyes still squeezed shut.When my breathing finally eased, I opened them. Bright light flooded in, nearly blinding me. I winced and shut them again, waited a few seconds, then tried once more.The first thing I saw once my vision cleared was the ceiling—gypsum board, white, stained with large brown patches. A wide hole gaped a few centimeters from the pendant lamp, big enough for a child to fit through.Sam.The moment his name settled in my mind, the memories slammed into me all at once. Cassius—or rather, the man who had pretended to be him. His words. The kidnapping…“Sam!” I choked out, eyes darting wildly around the room. It looked like a warehouse. Dozens of empty brown moving boxes littered the space. The walls were old and rough, just like the ceiling. The air was moldy and suffocating.No sign of Sam. My gaze swept over every box, every corner, even the
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